I Started The Industrial Revolution In Another World

[ps: The sixth update, and one more update!]

In a small town, there are 300,000 troops of the Duke of Golden Lion stationed here.

This is the territory of a mortal country. The villagers in the original town were basically killed and ran away by them. Now an army of 300,000 has occupied the town.

In fact, among the 300,000 troops, only 20,000 are directly under the Duke of the Golden Lion. The 20,000 knight army includes 500 dragon knights, 600 magician troops, and 100 of the magicians are equipped with slaves. The magic power supply device imported by the domain.

The rest are servants of mortal nations.

As a major duke of the Gutongsi Alliance Empire, the Duke of the Golden Lion is naturally closer to the distance domain.

The closer the countries are to the Central Territory, each of them regards themselves as a master, a class of magicians.

The farther they are from the Central Territory, the more they look down on others, thinking that they are all mortals, and that they and others are a class of magicians that surpass mortals.

But “583” didn’t know that they were the same as those “mortals” in the eyes of the people in Zhongyu.

But they are also proud of themselves.

Outside a private house in the town.

“Hans! Come on, come on, drink!”

A knight in armor embossed with magical runes removes his visor.

“What good is drinking? Do you want to try the ground coffee I brought from my hometown?”

Knight Hans smiled, and he took out a lot of special black powder from his arms.

Then pour into a cup and rinse with hot water.

“Bah, Hans, your ground coffee is so bad that you’d rather drink it.

The man spit it out after taking a sip, looked at him and said, “I really don’t know why you like this kind of bad drink.”

“Don’t talk if you don’t understand, this is a good thing.”

Hans hurriedly grabbed the cup of ground coffee, drank it in one gulp, and said, “This kind of thing is unpleasant to drink at first, but it’s like life, it’s bitter at first, and the more you drink, You’ll feel…”

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a knight next to him say: “The more you drink, the more you will feel bad! Hahahahahaha!

“Hahahaha, John is right.”

It caused the people around to laugh again.

The knight who spoke at the beginning took a sip of the wine. This wine has a high alcohol content and is produced in the baijiu of the Ross Empire.

The merchants of the Ross Empire gave this wine a nice name, Dragon Drunk, which means that the dragon will get drunk even after drinking it.

But in Gu Yuan’s previous life, the earth was actually Erguotou… or Erguotou with a temperature of more than 70 degrees…

Although there is magic in this era, magic cannot do everything.

Just like this brewing.

Now not only the neighboring countries, but even the central region, there are many goods from the Ross Empire in circulation, and they occupy the mainstream market.

“I really don’t understand why the Duke waited until all the troops were assembled before launching an attack.

The knight took a sip of Dragon Drunk, feeling a bit over the top, he shook his head and said.

“Obviously, even if it’s just us, that’s enough.”

“Isn’t it just a mere mortal country? I can go up alone and kill two hundred mortal soldiers!”

He stood up and shouted, dissatisfied with himself.

“Yul, you’re drunk.”

Hans persuaded.

“Drunk? How is it possible, just relying on the wine brewed by these lowly mortals?”

Yuel sneered, and he stood up unsteadily, the armor on his body clanging, looking at the bottle of wine from the Ross Empire in his hand.

It clearly reads in common script: Produced in the town of Sloan in the Ross Empire.

“How can I get drunk with these lowly, mortal things!”

“Who am I, I am a knight! I am a knight Uel!”

he yelled.